My whole life I’ve been told I was good for one thing. I was the family pawn, a pretty face to do their bidding.

Then I met him, and I dared to see a future where he could make me whole again.

But Lang has a secret – one that excites me. Now, I only want to play by his rules. But in his future, he sees things I can’t physically give him.

Will he leave me like everyone else does?

Lang

Power and control—I demand it. I never had it as a kid, but now my life is arranged and ordered as I like.

Then she comes into my life; young and inexperienced, and willing to surrender.

I’m ready to give up everything for my sweet Candy. But she gives me all her power. I hold it in my hands.

Candace

A smile spreads along his face, “You’re the perfect submissive, you know what to do and when to do it.” He drops a kiss on my nose. “But I’d like you to call me Daddy. But in the club I’m sir. You got it?”

This is a hard line for me. I don’t want to think of the two worthless daddy’s that have messed me up in my youth. As though he’s reading my mind, he starts, “I understand your hesitation, doll, but let me explain it to you this way. I’m the only Daddy in your life that matters. I’ll take away all the hurt and pain.”

My eyes widen at his words, the thought he’s put in it. “Fuck, Lang, when you put it like that, how can I say no?” I lean back, still fascinated by what’s in his hands.

“Now that we have that settled, my naughty girl, this is one of your club outfits. It’s a little more sophisticated than some of the other ones will be.” I look at the leather dress, wondering what the others will look like. “Because we’re having dinner upstairs, we’ll dress a little more discreet, for tonight only.”

With sleeves that come right below the elbows and a scoop neck, the dress does look more modest than most BDSM outfits I’d imagine would boast. It’s one hundred percent leather and will cling to me like a second skin. With strappy four-inch shoes in his hand, and black fishnet thigh-highs with a garter belt, I understand I’ll be going commando tonight.

Leigh Lennon is mother, veteran and a wife of a cancer survivor. Originally with a degree in education, she started writing as an outlet that has led to a deep passion. She lugs her computer with her as she crafts her next story. One could say she loves pretty nails, big earrings and spiky hair. She can be found drinking coffee or wine, depending on the time of the day.